Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Zambia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Sonic Youth to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by The Golliwogs. All the underground hits.
All Gong tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moss Icon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mighty Diamonds,
Joey Negro,
Suicide,
Moss Icon,
FM Einheit,
Cameo,
Dark Day,
Vladislav Delay,
Bobby Womack,
Sonny Sharrock,
Goldenarms,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Au Pairs,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rufus Thomas,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Deakin,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Neu!,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Five Americans,
The Sonics,
Rakim,
Marcia Griffiths,
Minutemen,
Ultravox,
Harry Pussy,
Gong,
Wire,
Lucky Dragons,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Aloha Tigers,
Can,
Matthew Halsall,
Hot Snakes,
Duran Duran,
Loose Ends,
Dennis Brown,
The Index,
Sarah Menescal,
Howard Jones,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Absolute Body Control,
James White and The Blacks,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Saccharine Trust,
The Cure,
Boredoms,
JFA,
KRS-One,
OOIOO,
Spoonie Gee,
Public Image Ltd.,
David Bowie,
Delon & Dalcan,
10cc,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Saints,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Cowsills,
Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.